The simple house with thatched leaf roof looks deserted from the path.

The only
trail that connects to the village that still exists on the slopes of Mount Arjuna.
The rocky cliff walls towered high above. The cliff wall that marked the end of the
path was twenty spears from the back of the house.
While the twilight rolled through the night. The sounds of animals and insects of
the night began to fill the forest. A young man stepped into the courtyard of the
house from outside the path.
On his back hung a large fat deer that was already lifeless. His face was radiant.
Handsome and handsome face. The young man did not enter the house from the front,
he went to the right and turned left.
The body of the fat deer was placed on a flat piece of wood as thick as two hands,
with a length of one and a half spears and a width of one spear. The flat wood is
on the edge of the right back wall of the house. Game slaughterhouse.
The handsome young man hooked the bowstring to the iron hook on the flat wood and
also the half-length bamboo tube string filled with arrows.
"Oh, dad hasn't arrived yet. Always after hunting, father will definitely go to
Uncle Nagar's house!�, muttered the young man smiling and shaking his head.
The young man knew the man he called uncle Nagar was once a very good hunter. His
father learned to hunt from Nagar's uncle before the man finally fell off a cliff
while chasing a wild boar east of Mount Arjuna. Both his legs were broken and he
could not walk.
Her father and her once a week went hunting. Sometimes the result is wild boar,
sometimes also deer like today. Three fat adult deer caught in the field between
Mount Arjuna and Mount Welirang.
Two adult deer were brought by his father to give to Nagar's uncle, while he was
ordered by his father to take only one deer home. The young man understood that
Uncle Nagar had been unable to hunt since his legs were broken and he was
paralyzed. It happened ten years ago. Uncle Nagar's wife has gone somewhere after a
year of caring for her husband, perhaps not accepting her husband's crippled
condition.
Luckily Uncle Nagar had Sekar the only daughter. Sekar is three years younger than
the young man. From the age of seven, Sekar took care of his father after his
mother left the house somewhere. There are some villagers under the slopes of Mount
Arjuna who saw his mother Sekar in the city of Daha and had remarried to a
merchant. Apparently the merchant used to often go to their village selling
merchandise in the form of cloth. Maybe that's why Sekar's mother was attracted to
the young merchant and Sekar's mother was still a village flower girl.
The young man smiled to himself, remembering that his father always scolded him
when he misbehaved with Sekar.
"Ah, it's all right, when father comes home, I won't be reprimanded again!", the
young man muttered after chopping up the fat deer and throwing unnecessary things
from the deer's body into a small river five spears away on the left side of the
house.
A meal of rice then,
"Ah, it's fresh after cleaning. Three days of hunting, three days of not cleaning!
�, muttered the young man smiling to himself.
The whole body of the nineteen year old youth looked like snake scales, except for
the face, forearms to fingertips and from feet to toes. If anyone saw the scales,
they would definitely think that the young man was the incarnation of a snake
demon.
But not so with those who have known the young man since he was a child. Moreover,
the villagers around the slopes of Mount Arjuna have known his father since his
father lived with his first wife on the slopes of Mount Arjuna to the right of his
current house.
�Hmm, wild boar fat oil is almost gone. It's not enough to light a torch in front
of me. Shall I go to Uncle Nagar's house, he has a lot of wild boar fat oil in
stock?� muttered the snake-scaled youth as he put on his clothes.
"Iihh kakang!", shouted someone who entered the young man's room without being
noticed.
Obviously the snake-scaled youth jumped in surprise at the screams of a teenage
girl.
"Dinda!", said the young man who blushed shyly until his handsome face turned red.
"Brother quickly close it!", exclaimed the teenage girl, pointing at her thigh.
The young man quickly put on his clothes.
"Wow, you're surprised bro. How come you didn't know you were in?" asked the young
man in surprise.
Since he was five years old, he began to be trained in Kanuragan by his father. The
slightest sound he could hear within thirty spears.
"Ala kakang, right, I have mastered Saipi Angin until the end of Uncle Kamandanu!",
replied the girl approaching the young man who seemed still shocked.
"You, what do you want?" asked the young man when he saw the girl dared to approach
him in his cubicle.
"Want to pinch!", replied the girl who had stretched out her two arms with her
thumb and forefinger to the young man's body.
The young man could not dodge the ambush of a pair of pinches of the teenage girl's
thumb and forefinger.
"Ouch byung!", screamed the young man in pain.
"Are you comfortable, bro?" asked the oval-faced teenage girl with a smile that
rolled her eyes.
"Your knee is comfortable!", replied the young man and then began to return the
pinch, but with agility, the girl jumped out of the young man's cubicle.
"It didn't hit, it didn't hit, it didn't hit!", exclaimed the girl mockingly.
"Be careful not to pull out the hairs of your hair!", shouted the young man chasing
the naughty girl.
"Eit, wait bro, since when did the hair have feathers?", asked the girl, stopped
running and turned her body.
As a result, their bodies collided because the boy couldn't stop chasing the girl.
The young girl's ripe body almost fell on her back when her slender waist was not
supported by the two stout arms of the snake-scaled youth.
For a moment the two young men glanced at each other, the tiny lips that were
always wet pursed and both eyelids slowly closed. The young man was stunned for a
long time.
After realizing he accidentally released his pontoon on the slender waist of the
girl who was braking. Well the result is certain that the beautiful girl's body
fell freely onto the floor made of wide barks of forest trees.
"Ouch Biyung!", shouted the girl in pain lying on the floor.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry!", begged the young man to feel guilty.
When the young man wanted to help the girl get up from the floor, the girl made a
tactical movement by lifting her legs up and then swinging her in such a way and
her palms behind her in such a way, with a single jerk along with swinging her
legs. The girl's body jumped up from a supine position.
"Huh, no more sorry bro!", said the girl pouting. His face is unsightly, his lips
are like that.